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Mother Was A Who
if ever I was to, I
would
have couldknot
have doubted yOur
love/what love?
what(k)now?
whawhawha'wah?
l o v e
cummin in bucketsfull
buckin'n'writhing all transformational 'n shit / like
a like a like an imploding creeeeeeampuff
(like a drippy si'mi'le) like
i
magine if m'other was justanother who -
The Shame it
wouldn't couldknot be -
I, 'of'
just a o t h e r who !
I
mpossible! eye cry ! so when she dies, I dies,
butthat was 18yrs ago & h'ere
Aye Still Live !
(& quite stilly at that at that at thisthatotherly,
o ! ,,,,,,,,,b'less'ed M'otherly! )
Piquant ! eye hear my-own piccolo sound from
thee
fun'ereal pro'cession !
(Why you make fckn joke of ever y thing? why? huh? why?)
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Published 13th Oct 2015
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13th Oct 2015 5:53pm
Very heartfelt, Danny. I love the photograph
and your sentiment. I feel the deep absence
between the spaced words, and the wishing
in the conjoined syllables.
and your sentiment. I feel the deep absence
between the spaced words, and the wishing
in the conjoined syllables.
14th Oct 2015 3:11am
